Sun picks out pale warblers on willow

And painted ladies pausing on perches

Before pairing clumsily and padding on the breeze

Wrapped in Earth's diurnal course with rocks, and stones, and trees

Ravaged as we are some day by some sort of disease

To the one new young friend we have, to the one new young friend we have:

Almost inaudible sounds, almost inaudible sounds come through like sirens to your ears

You have to watch yourself, you have to watch yourself if you want to be taken seriously

You are always showing your age

To one of the many people I regret not showing more attention to:

I am not the trained health specialist, the trained health specialist with the beautiful dark skin

I'm simply the friend you once had, Simon, come to see the state that you're in

If you can't be forgiving, if you can't be forgiving then you can't be my friend

We drink 'til we're drunk, we drink 'til we're drunk and we walk 'til we bend

My love is something, wy love is something that comes with no question

But you insist on, but you insist on it's dissection

My love is a stone that has known no attrition

Have been left with nothing but blanks of uncertainty

How could you have seen future in the futility of love?

How could you have seen something that was not?

When we would become the beast with two consciences

When we would become the beast with two consciences